Job Five: 
Science and Fantasy

     Time and time again scientist have said things are completely impossible, and time and time again they have been proven wrong. In the case of magic and science, many people have tried to prove that magic does in fact exist. After all, at one point in time, medicine was classified as witchcraft and magical.

    Many of the magic supporters say that, people call it magic as an excuse. Since magic is a dirty word in most religions of the universe. The scientist, Linus Frigida, who wrote the whole theory of magic verses science, managed to write a convincing theory, that when tested worked.

    He said, "Magic is the ability to focus your own energies into a concentrated force. The elements of magic vary from person to person, so magic can be simple and complex, depending on the user. It is also psychically possible for person to loose their magic entirely or to have none to begin with...." He went on many a chapters explaining to a person that magic did exists, and under the correct conditions, a person could "cast" a magic "spell."

    Many scientists accept this as a law, but that small opposing faction is dangerous. ( Of course this is the same faction that oppresses anything that's slightly out of the  box. ) 

    Thankfully, the scientists who altered Ahura Mazda and Anghiari were not part of that progress stifling faction... or unthankfully, depending on your point of view.

    They (with out any thought of the effects, at all) gave both of experiments the ability to focus energies.... but they never bothered to tell them about it. That was extremely stupid on the part of the genius scientists. 

    Which brings us to the current troublesome moment, with a man laboring over a drawing board.

    At first glance he would seem normal to a person. At second glance anyone would notice there was something terribly wrong with him. On the third glance a person would realize that they should probably stop glancing and run, because they were dealing with an unstable person. He did, after all, have eyes that seemed to turn all who look to ice.

    With a final scratch of his pen he finished the plans. A small devilish grin danced across his lips. "It's time to come out and play my dear!"

    As if he were dancing, he rose and made is way towards the bolted doors, but he stopped short. Someone or something was pounding at the door, and that someone or something was in no way friendly.

    The man's attitude changed in a drop of that hat as be pulled out sleek metal gun, and aimed it at the doorway. Whatever it was, it was not about the get him.

    With a crash of deafening proportions the door shattered.

    Gun shots rang throughout the streets of a sleepy Orange, France.

***

     Ahura slumped into his designated chair for breakfast. It had been a few months since he had received the letter, and not a single thing had happened. He had not even received a job offer.

    That depressed him. Why the sudden lack of... caring? People loved to have him steal things!

    Anghiari stood over the small, barely functional, stove attempting to make omelets. Nothing had been going right since she came across Ahura Mazda Osiris the great amazing thief who should have been shot in the freaking head. Now, because of him, she was stuck in a dinky apartment cooking eggs! She did not even LIKE eggs!

    Neither of them had time to mope, because the door bell rang. Both of them hesitated to answer, because no one really bothered to use door bells anymore.

    Then the person knocked... though it sounded like they were beating their head against the door.

    Ahura's eyebrows arched as he slipped over the the door. He gave a wave to let Gi know that she should be ready to kill the thing if need be. With a steady hand he slowly swung open the door.

    "Do you have ANY idea how hard it is to KNOCK when you don't have hands?" A rather angry female voice hissed at both of them.

    Ahura let out a breath of relief, "Thank the stars it's only you, Sindiri."

    "Yeah yeah. Your intercom was broken, so I'm sorry about the door bell thing." She paused and stared at her tail. "I really do wish I had hands sometimes."

    "Come in and make yourself comfortable. I hope you don't mind our clothing, we just woke up." Anghiari continued to cook the eggs as she spoke.

     Ahura shut the door and triple locked it. "What brings you here? Do you have a job for us."

    "'fraid not."

    The green haired thief held back a sigh of discontentment. "It still must be important if you're here."

    "It is. I know you don't bother to read the newspaper so I brought a copy with me." She slammed a copy down on the table, and as if by magic it rolled out to reveal the blazing headlines.

    "Okay... some guy was found dead in Orange, what's the big deal?"

    "I shared your sentiments, Ahura, until I read the name of the man who supposedly live in that hole in the ground."

    He was not in the mood to correct her today, so he did not bother, he just read the man's name. Still he failed to see the point, and he handed the paper to Anghiari, who had managed to completely make breakfast in a record time, buttered toast and all.

    She eyed the paper and figured out the big deal as soon as she saw the name. "Ahura, don't you know who the man is?"

    "Don't... no I don't. Is that a big deal?" Why did everyone insist on shortening his name, all the time? It was only four syllables in the first place. Soon they would be calling him "A." Yeah, that would go over well.

    "I know for a fact he was a scientist on the specific that basically designed your new looks, and your lack of..." Gi coughed.

    "Wait--WAIT. How in the name of Allah do you know about that? What are you? My stalker?"

    "Well, I did have to kill you, so I did some research."

    "You would not need that information, unless you were working on my biography."

    Gi shrugged. "It just so happens he's my, erm... "father" so to speak."

    "Wait... you're human?" Sindiri blinked as she helped herself to some scrambled eggs.

    "Yes, but I was a genetic experiment, hence everything."

    It was a bit of a shock to Ahura's system that Anghiari was actually telling him something about her. In the few months they had lived with each other, the only thing Ahura had found out was that his new roommate was mysterious and creepy. Now she was just handing out free information. This must have been a big deal or a slip of the tongue.

    Ahura decided to check. "Why are you telling us this information now?"

    She shrugged. "I could kill you with a spoon if I really wanted to. I don't think you're much of a threat."

    "Oh." That answered that.

    "Look, this article says that things were missing from the apartment. That means he was able to leave. Where on earth would he be going?" Sindiri thought it was a good idea to change the subject.

    "Where in the universe." the skilled assassin corrected, "Orange has access to two different space ports."

    "Well... that is not good."

    "I still don't see what the big deal is. He has nothing do do with us now."

    "I give up." Anghiari threw her hands up in the air and huffed.

    "He guys... I think we have something to worry about." Sindiri was taking a long look at the newspaper. 

    "Oh... what?" Ahura muttered. He was so very close to going cross-eyed.

    "I think he's coming here."

    "What makes you say that?"

    "Maybe the brochure on the desk..."

    Ahura Mazda could have screamed, however, he did not. He just took one deep breath and headed to his room. "I'm getting dressed, and I'm going to find him before he finds us."

    "It's too late." Anghiari was up and by the window. "He's already found us."

    "Oh great! Now what?" Ahura threw his hands and fell to the floor. Oh, yes he was going to throw a tantrum any minute now. He had already reached his limit. What next? Would he be caught by the police?

    It was better not to think about that.

    Anghiari gave a squeak of horror. "He's being followed! We have to do something quick, it's--"

    "--the police." Ahura Mazda finished the sentence for her. "Of course the person with the worst possible timing comes at the worst possible time and brings along unwanted company."

    "Look on the bright side." Sindiri snorted.

    "Bright side? There's a bright side?" The green haired thief quizzically tilted his head.

    "At least it's not the in laws."